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Текст песни:

She has always watched over me
She takes good care of me
She is such an integral part of me
That I forgot who I was
And I forgot she was there
For me

We have traveled this world for years
We have consoled each other′s fears
We dried each other′s tears
Yet always in doubt, and never in doubt
Of we

With a fever, with a passion
Within anger or with compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she′s screaming or when she′s lustful
With the fever, with a passion
When in anger or in compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she′s screaming and when she′s lustful

With the fever, with a passion
When in anger or in compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she′s screaming and when she′s lustful

She has always watched over me
She takes good care of me
She is such an integral part of me
That I forgot who I was
And I forgot she was there
For me

We have traveled this world for years
We have consoled each other′s fears
We dried each other′s tears
Yet always in doubt, and never in doubt
Of we

With a fever, with a passion
Within anger or with compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she′s screaming or when she′s lustful
With the fever, with a passion
When in anger or in compassion
In a rage, when distrustful
When she′s screaming and when she′s lustful

@ Abney Park

Текст песни:

Bring a line of the people
Bring down, scoop ′em up.
Take the life from the people,
Go down, and move up.

This is were I reveal myself,
Were I show that I′m not fine.
Can′t follow the cattle people,
Not one of the Kine.

This is were I reveal myself,
Were I show that I′m not fine.
Can′t follow the cattle people,
Not one of the Kine.

This is were I redeam myself,
Were I show that I′m not blind.
Can′t follow your party′s people,
Not one of your kind.

Still I pray, that I′ll escape one day.

No food, for the soul, no friends, no goal
No food, for the soul, no friends, no goal.
No food, for the soul, no friends, no goal
No food, for the soul, no friends, no goal.

Here′s your cube
Here′s your stall,
Here′s your phone,
On the wall.

Bring a line of the people

@ Abney Park

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Darkness, the streets of London he searched for souls
Alone he′d never achieve his lofty goals
Peasants and beggars he found to aid his plans
Train them & give them the strength to share his lands

Welcome to the park. Step inside my home.
It′s crowded & it′s dark, yet here I stand alone

An island lost & alone he forged for them
Away from the city where they did fend
Beauty he gave to the place: green trees, white sand
The souls in creation had held no hand

Welcome to the park. Step inside my home.
It′s crowded & it′s dark, yet here I stand alone

Naked he stood as the people did wage their war
This island was the treasure that they fought for
Love & honor was fought with no valor
The dead were lying slain at every door

Welcome to the park. Step inside my home.
It′s crowded & it′s dark, yet here I stand alone
An island of my own, like old Prospero built
For my life I atone & I′m armed to the hilt

Darkness, the streets of London he searched for souls
Alone he′d never achieve his lofty goals
Peasants and beggars he found to aid his plans
Train them & give them the strength to share his lands

Welcome to the park. Step inside my home.
It′s crowded & it′s dark, yet here I stand alone
An island of my own, like old Prospero built
For my life I atone & I′m armed to the hilt
Welcome to the PARK!

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It was 1906, but we screwed the timeline up.
It wasn′t just for kicks but I′m afraid that the gig is up.
I jumped through time, at the count of jump (Yeah, kinda like a pun)
Smashed the past and messed the whole thing up,
Now there′s nothing left but Post-Apocalypse Punk.

Tried makin′ a buck but we can barely stay aloft.
Tried to swing a deal but we pissed the wrong guys off.
Clock-Work guitar and a flintlock bass,
We blasted the past all over the place,
And there′s nothing left but Post-Apocalypse Punk.


Just when I thought we had won,
we were back to the start again.
With no wind in our sails and the doldrums settin′ in.
Now I′m covered in grease from my head to toes,
Slappin′ the iron, but the engine′s froze,
And there′s nothing left but Post-Apocalypse Punk.

It was 1906, but we screwed the timeline up.
It wasn′t just for kicks but I′m afraid that the gig is up.
I jumped through time, at the count of jump
Smashed the past and messed the whole thing up,
Now there′s nothing left but Post-Apocalypse Punk.

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My arm′s aching, back′s breaking, legs aching neck
And this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck.
We′ve flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides,
though the wind′s steady strong with no clouds in the skies.

The ropes creaking, ship′s leaking, sails are on fire,
and this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre.
We′ve got smiles on our faces, but we′ve seen this before
No telling just now what we have in store.

The back-stabbing, loot-nabbing plans behind doors
Running low on the rum and they′re bleeding our stores
Can′t tell who′s on our side and who′s ready to flip
When we hit the next port the whole crew could jump ship.

With the moods flaring, crew′s glaring, cutthroats the lot
With a paranoid captain always smelling a plot
We′ve worked hard on this journey but there′s no end is sight,
And before it′s all ended there could be a fight.

My arm′s aching, back′s breaking, legs aching neck
And this whole ruddy ship is a huge creaking wreck.
We′ve flown ten thousand miles with this thorn in our sides,
though the wind′s steady strong with no clouds in the skies.

The ropes creaking, ship′s leaking, sails are on fire,
and this whole bloody ship could go up like a pyre.
We′ve got smiles on our faces, but we′ve seen this before
No telling just now what we have in store.

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Sleep, child, sleep
Sleep, child, sleep
Daylight is waiting
Consciously fraying
Sleep, my child

Sleep, sleep, my Isabella
Safely in your carousel-a
Sleep through the spinning,
Just like your beginning
Sleep, my child.

Dance, child, dance
Dance, child, dance
Nighttime′s awaiting
Dreamtimes are fraying
So dance, my child

Dance, dance, my Isabella
Staying in your own carousel-a
Spin through the dreaming
Your whole world decieving
Dance, my child.

Sleep, child, sleep
Sleep, child, sleep
Daylight is waiting
Consciously fraying
And sleep, my child

Sleep, sleep, my Isabella
Safely in your carousel-a
Sleep through the spinning,
Just like your beginning
Sleep, my child.

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Our fires high and the airbags tight
Food′s low but the skies are bright
Props spinning all through the night
We′re low on cash but seen another target

Goggles down and the cannons up
My blood starts pumping as I drain my cup
I give the wheel a spin and I turn this girl around
We′re way above ground but we′re closed in on our target

Flying Jib is filled with air
East India ships filled with despair
We even up, her broadsides bare
Our cannons flair but it’s just a show of muscle

Steady on, she doesn’t need to burn
She tries to flee and she tries to turn
Grappling fire, we latch her hull
She’s starting to roll, but we’ve got her on a leash

With a crew of drunken pilots
We’re the only airship pirates
We’re full of hot air and we’re starting to rise
We’re the terror of the skies, but a danger to ourselves now

Expendable crew starts to reel her in
Our swords are sharpened and we′re ready to sin
I’m three miles up, we′re about to swing aboard
My tether′s made of leather so I’m not about to fall here

A swish of air and my boots hit deck
No cash, no fuel, no not a speck
Our grape shots made this bird a wreck
And a glance below deck shows a crew of nuns and orphans

With a crew of drunken pilots
We’re the only airship pirates
We’re full of hot air and we’re starting to rise
We’re the terror of the skies, but a danger to ourselves
(repeats)

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Текст песни:

A heroine, a deity
on heroin, or vanity
To jack their personality,
beyond normal humanity.
A crowd of massed humanity
bow and worship diligently.
He′s built a loyal following
and they steer him thoroughly.

But jealous man plots from the pews,
no need for valid righteousness.
One slightly truthful word set free,
will turn the tides quite easily.
Our accusations need not be
what would bury mortal man.
The sins of our own deity are tiny,
but on these we stand.

So once upon the podium,
a crucifix we then erect,
And nail our hero heartily,
hands and feet, we bind his neck.
The reasons for our worship fades,
our Idol drenched in his own blood,
Forgotten are the virtues that we,
valued beyond royalty.

Such joy we dig his shallow grave,
anticipating pains to come.
We watch the wriggling dance of death,
and laugh light hearted at deaths fun.
We pounded out the joyous light.
Our saviors buried now for years.
A legend now of time gone by,
A martyr of forgotten tears.

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Our ancient nightmares, the ghostly legends,
And fiendish tales, all the myths are true.
Scientists have unearthed enormous skeletons
They think we′ve disproved that all the myths are true.

"Year after year, science finds explanations, scientific reasons behind all the legends. They
think this proves history was not as myth has
shown it, but in fact it proves that all the myths were true."

The ruined remains of an ancient city
Deep underwater, all the myths are true
Scientists have unearthed enormous skeletons
They think we′ve disproved that all the myths are true.

Deep in the forest, half-crazed witch doctors
with their herbal magics. All of it is true.
They′ve found traces of neurotoxins in
the zombie′s bloodstream. All the myths are true.

Ancient nightmares, archaic legends,
Enigmatic dreams. All of it is true.

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Deep, dark forest kingdom
Under banyan covered skies
Lived a king with untold riches;
Jewels, gold, and two fair wives.
Both had hair as black as midnight,
Coal-black eyes that sparkled bright,
Terracotta skin as smooth as bronze
And tender movements like a sprite.

Every night he indulged his fantasies
Enjoyed his wives and went to sleep
As he slept his wives kept secrets
Holding hands under the sheets.

Each dark day in this ancient palace
The Emperor sat on his thrown of gold,
While his young wives explored bright gardens.
Eye met eyes and hands did hold.

One hot day in the dead of summer,
The emperor′s wife saw a look of love on her Lovers face - toward their husband.
Fires burned jealous, she lost her love.
On hot night in the dead of summer,
The Emperor′s wife stole′d a magi′s blade
and crept into her lovers chamber
and as they slept her lovers slay′d.

Deep, dark forest kingdom
Under banyan covered skies
Lived a king with untold riches;
Jewels, gold, and two fair wives.
Both had hair as black as midnight,
Coal-black eyes that sparkled bright,
Terracotta skin as smooth as bronze
And tender movements like a sprite.

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Текст песни:

And I need you
And I grieve you, darlin′
And I bleed you
But I still see what I will be
And I need you

Further away from me & longer you stay
I see that our love′s not growing stronger everyday

And I need you
And I grieve you, darlin′
And I bleed you
But I still see what I will be
And I need you

No longer do I wish I′ll feel the end of life
For it′s been now many years since I first caused you strife

And I need you
And I grieve you, darlin′
And I bleed you
But I still see what I will be
And I need you

How much better would your life be if you had not found me
So it seems my presence only brings you apathy

And I need you
And I grieve you, darlin′
And I bleed you
But I still see what I will be
And I need you

When I do what I will
That kind of love seems to kill
All the faith, all the trust
What′s my chance that a glance, unhappy circumstance
Oh my God, what a rush
Only you indicate, only you implicate any form of distrust
Can′t you see it should be me
Your apathy in a way only causes distrust

And I need you
And I grieve you, darlin′
And I bleed you
But I still see what I will be
And I need you

Further away from me & longer you stay
I see that my hold′s not growing stronger everyday

And I need you
And I grieve you, darlin′
And I bleed you
But I still see what I will be
And I need you

And I need you
And I grieve you, darlin′
And I bleed you
But I still see what I will be
And I need you

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Текст песни:

Captain Robert took his men
And flew to Prague and back again
Some fell off, some dropped dead
And some put bullets through their head

A skeleton crew is what came back
And once in port he filled his sack
With bribes and cash, fame and coin
Things to make a new crew join

Captain Robert took his crew
To Shangri-la and Timbuktu
Some went crazy, some got mad
Some they kicked off ship in Chad

A skeleton crew is what came back
Who lived through mutiny, plague and flak
Strong and calloused, brave and tired
All those who could stay inspired

Captain Robert took his ship
To Beijing and to Mozambique
Stir crazy or in irons he clapped them
One of them tried to kiss the captain

Captain Robert looked at his crew
And saw that everyone was new
The crew got broke through misadventure
No-one could take another gut wrencher

A skeleton crew is what came back
Who lived through mutiny, plague and flak
Strong and calloused, brave and tired
All those who could stay inspired

A skeleton crew is what came back
And once in port he filled his sack
With bribes and cash, fame and coin
Things to make a new crew join

Captain Robert took his crew
To Shangri-la and Timbuktu
Some went crazy, some got mad
Some they kicked off ship in Chad...

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I, I′ve suffered long enough in this ghost town
I saw the walls, called their bluff and tore them down

When I think of all the time I′ve wasted
All the bitter pills I′ve tasted
I have to hang my head and frown
I, I′ve suffered long enough in this ghost town

Soon came a day under skies that were gray
When I knew I couldn′t stay in this ghost town full of
Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,
And this town′s decline with my hatred intertwined,
So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,
Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I′m lit!

I made my own machine
Yes, we′re building steam
I hate the same routine.

I made my own machine
Yes, we′re building steam
I hate the same routine.

I, I never looked back--I want to never return
If I could find a fuse, those bridges would burn

But I keep this horse at a run
Keep my hand to my gun
My path the vampires have learned.
So I, I can never look back; I can never return.

Soon came a day under skies that were gray
When I knew I couldn′t stay in this ghost town full of
Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with
Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,
And this town′s decline with my hatred intertwined,
So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,
Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I′m lit!

I made my own machine
Yes, we′re building steam
I hate the same routine

(repeat last three lines 5x)

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All these roots run deep,
And this tree is old,
This trunk is rotten
All these leaves have mold

Is it in our blood?
Or is it from abuse?
Past generations,
Legacy of misuse?

I know my blood runs hot,
And I′ve seen my blood is thick
I′m told my bloods not sweet,
And I cry, "My soul is sick"

We′re the children of children
And we′re handing down their pain
The root of all evil
Is the sanity left to gain?

We were the victims, we were the culprits
We were the children who cry at night
We are the hunted, and we do the hurting
We are the children who cry at night

The fathers father father
May have made this truth
Or was it in HIS blood
This legacy of abuse

We′re the children of children
And we′re handing down there pain
The root of all evil
Is the sanity left to gain?

We were the victims, we were the culprits
We were the children who cry at night
We are the hunted, and we do the hurting
We are the children who cry at night

All these roots run deep,
And this tree is old,
This trunk is rotten
All these leaves have mold

Is it in our blood?
Or is it from abuse?
Past generations
Legacy of misuse?

We were the victims, we were the culprits
We were the children who cry at night
We are the hunted, and we do the hurting
We are the children who cry at night

We were the victims, we were the culprits
We were the children who cry at night
We are the hunted, and we do the hurting
We are the children who cry at night

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One hundred years ago isn′t long
Would you be blamed for another′s wrong
Generations claiming retribution
While your poets & your prophets are yelling "execution"

Who′s building the walls now?
Who′s building the walls now?
I never held you down
I never put you down
I never held you down
Let′s be brothers

Ten billion people all unique
You′ve only got one thing in common
The color of your cheeks
You put down your brothers who found a way to fit in
It′s survival of the fittest
But you say they′ve betrayed their own kin

Who′s building the walls now?
Who′s building the walls now?
I never held you down
I never put you down
I never held you down
Let′s be brothers

I′ll never say you have no right
But the only cure today is not to fight
Hate will not stop hate, I know I′m right
But when you trust a man today whose skin is white

Who′s putting the chains on now?
Who′s putting the chains on now?
I never held you down
I never put you down
I never held you down
Let′s be brothers

@ Abney Park

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Testtubes and Tesla coils,
clockwork brain and glowing oils,
copper, brass, explosive jelly
He may compete, but he′s too dally.
invented the radio transmitting, too.
played poker with faraday, tesla and poe.
harvest the daylight to power airships,
and they are still intoxined from posting his drips.

(2x)
Entropy′s fading his life away
before the world could ever see
dissipating, evaporating

They have him sealed behind locked doors,
amending here from fighting cold wars.
Invented steam sails and taught them to fight
and they stopped things to go bump in the night,
all his acomplishments hidden for life,
his genius′s top secret even from his wife,
an aged wrinkled genius his memory fading,
his fate, his creations, the government evading

(2x)
Entropy′s fading his life away
before the world could ever see
dissipating, evaporating

Testtubes and Tesla coils,
clockwork brain and glowing oils,
copper, brass, explosive jelly
He may compete, but he′s too dally.
invented the radio transmitting, too.
played poker with faraday, tesla and poe.
harvest the daylight to power airships,
and they are still intoxined from posting his drips.

(3x)
Entropy′s fading his life away
before the world could ever see
dissipating, evaporating

@ Abney Park